Gentle Transition Occurring

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Gentle Transition Occurring

2012 AUGUST 27
 
Posted by Steve Beckow

Sattwa

Hindus – in particular Vedantists – use two words to describe two important personality types: sattwa and rajas. I could say a great deal about the two but I think it might only prove confusing. (1)

Suffice it to say that “sattwa,” in terms of psychology, refers to the gentle, balanced and tranquil personality and “rajas” to the busy, creative and passionate personality.

More generally sattwa and rajas refer to cosmic forces that play upon people. And generally we evolve from the lowest force, called thamas, which is sluggish and crude, to the middle force, or rajas, which is active and creative, and then to the most developed force, or sattwa, which is balanced and restful.

The reason I mention these is that I feel myself transitioning from the rajasic to the sawttic and I need to be able to speak of it. Normally, at home, I’d speak of it using these Vedantic terms.

Something is happening within myself. I feel myself settling down and remaining in the center, in balance.  I mention it because the same shift may be happening for you.

My wife being out of town (on Aug. 26, 2012), I was walking along a busy seaside street that we enjoy walking together. Without our normal conversation, I was left to simply observe myself.  I noticed that my busyness and activity (rajas) was subsiding and that I was being called more to gentleness and tranquillity (sattwa).

This has been happening slowly recently and represents a big shift for me because I look upon myself as the Raja of rajas, king of the speed demons, a Triple Type A personality.

But what I saw in myself tonight was that all that satisfied me previously no longer did. I was longing for something else. I know it’s God that I long for, as do we all, but it doesn’t work to just jump to, say, meditation even though I know the longing is for God. I need to transition at my own speed and according to my own desires.

But my desires were changing nonetheless. No matter how exotic the shop I passed, I had no yearning to go into it. I longed to look into the eyes of people I  passed and meet someone who was feeling the energies I was as well but, alas, I just ended up looking like a space intruder and so I stopped.

Finally all I could do that met my space adequately was to listen to classical music on my iPhone. And it was classical I desired, not rock, folk or anything else. Pachelbel, Mary Magdalena’s Notebook, Ode to Joy. I sat there at the bus stop enraptured, blissful, quiet.

This apparent transition from rajas to sattwa is new to me – utterly new. I see a quieting down in me, a restfulness, a feeling of satisfaction with what I already have and am. I feel a tendency to want to sink down into myself and forget the world. And it seems irresistible.

That’s what I wanted to report on this day on this journey to ascension. A new transition appears to be taking place from the busy-ness and creative push of rajas to the quietness and restful urge of sattwa. Tomorrow might see a return to rajas, but today is very sattwic – very gentle and quiet.

Footnotes

(1) For a fuller discussion of this topic, see  Christianity and Hinduism are One and A Note to Hindu Readers on “the Christ”.

 

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Hello, I wonder if, when writing this, you half wondered what the point was, as it's a subtle one (especially for these times): perhaps it was for people like me, who are going through change precisely (precisely) as you indicate. Force has reached and is collecting, and is thus emerging calm, but gently, curiosly and creatively probing the world for that which lies beneath. The sense of being on this plane is unwravelling: and it is difficult to remember what a desire is, but for a packet of energy to get from A to B, where A and B are totally exchangeable with any other letter in the alphabet. Nothing matters: life and beauty is still life and beauty, but wisdom says just let it be: just observe. What else is there to do but observe? Everything, yet from an invisible distance. It's a strange and not altogether comfortable place - perhaps I should say its comfort is a little disconcerting, hence uncomfortably comfortable. With this, however, I feel I'm at the feet of some kind of vast change (prophetic? It makes sense - force has manifested now: it is waiting - magnatizing form.)